Romans & histoires Akaza Demon Slayer

The tattooed man kicked again, doubling me over as his foot connected with my stomach. "Any last words?" He sneered, leaning over me. I forced my gaze up, meeting his eyes. He grinned, warping the sun tattoo into an odd shape on his cheek. "Well?" I opened my mouth, about to cuss at him when he fell forward, covering me in a splatter of blood. I gasped. I'd thought the pain from him kicking me was bad, but the pain of his dead weight bearing down on my beaten body had me balancing the edge of consciousness. I looked up, trying to force the engulfing black away and met pale blue eyes. It seemed my guardian wasn't just a pretty face.

Just feeling her arms wrap around me soothes all my concerns, until I pull back and see Keo again. "I'm alright. Keo said he knew you..." Kaia says, motioning behind her. My eyes narrow. "Did he now." Keo grins, remaining strangely quiet. He obviously is enjoying have my friend wrapped around his finger, leaving her yearning for him with just his beautiful face and tempting words. "He's not all that bad." She turns around, gesturing for him to join the conversation. Kaia doesn't know who Keo is, evidently. She knows he's an attractive man who talked her into letting him into her apartment, but I doubt she is aware that he is a Demon like me, except far more powerful.

He stared straight at Kazuki, eyes burning. "You're a demon!" he shouted, his voice shaking with fury. "You'd do anything—even something inhuman—just to satisfy your ambition!" His chest rose and fell rapidly, breath uneven. Kazuki looked at him. Unmoved. Then he scratched his ear, as if bored. "You just called me a demon," he said casually. "Isn't it only natural that I wouldn't do anything humane?" The man froze. There was nothing he could say. His teeth ground together.

Aqua, Kazuma, and Megumin who saw that got goosebumps all over. What's on Kazuma mind are 'Hiiiiiii! Th-This dude is the real deal! He might just truly kill me if I piss him off!' His legs are shaking like crazy and he's sweating all over. Aqua - 'S-scarryyyyy! But his eyes... Is he also a Crimson Demon clan member? No... His eyes are nothing like Crimson eyes, it gives even more dangerous vibe than them. And I could swear even the Demon Lord doesn't have this kind of vibe'

Devon shut his eyes, taking down the barrier around the Wenos palace. But something shot between her trident and Devon at an invisible speed clanged and veered her attack. Blinding crepuscular light tore through the stormy clouds that loomed above the battlefield. Saint Kazeal de Luca descended from the sky amidst his billowing white robes. His staff boomeranged back into his hand as he landed between Diana and Devon. Diana smirked slightly, “took you longer than I anticipated, Saint.” Kaz didn’t reply. He just peered at her blankly.

"H-How did that happen?" Cadmus wasn’t even surprised. He knows it; the book of prophecy tells it. He also believed that Emily is the most powerful Luna who wields the power of the Moon Goddess. Emily looked at Taurus, expressionless. "Because I am the powerful Luna, I can kill in just a snap." She answered. Taurus glanced at Cadmus. His eyes were confused. "Is it... true, Cadmus?" Cadmus nodded his head, but still, his eyes were directed at Emily. "The prophecy tells it." "She's superior, who holds the most powerful power of the Moon Goddess," he explained.

Apparently, she had launched a projectile that broke Aki’s foothold. “Fancy a prince tah rescue ye, princess?” “I’m not a princess,” Aki replied through gritted teeth. “I’m a SLAYER princess!” With a back flip, Aki brought herself upside-down with her legs spinning in a wheel kick. Yuriko held her forearms up in an X shape and the casings of her katars blocked the kicks. Aki landed right in front of her.

I was still stunned to move as I didn't expect this. Little Demon is in front of me, blocking me from his older version, or should I say, his brother. "Why would you protect her? She tried killing you, you should let me kill that woman, Azra. Humans don't have the right to hurt us." So Azra is the name of this little demon. Azra shook his head, he didn't want to leave the current position. When my hands already felt good, I stood up.

The dimensional armor that made Azael untouchable dissolved like morning mist, laying bare his true cosmic core: a beating heart of black abyssal crystal, dense and fragile, centered in his translucent torso. "Kill him, Lawrence!" Maya’s scream tore the sky open. My mate plummeted like a meteor of pure fire. Her imperial sword, sheathed in a pillar of incandescent solar plasma, drove through Azael’s right shoulder, pinning him to his knees upon the broken quartz and forcing him to drop the trident buried in my ribs. We stood face to face. Azael held fast by my daughter’s ice, my eldest’s wings, my queen’s blade, and the newborn’s revealing light.

"Human... how are you..." Lucien Desrosiers, the Demon King of the dark court, took one stunned step back. The noise behind him died at once. The hall was packed with elders, guards, and newly chosen sacrificial consorts, yet everyone seemed to forget how to breathe. Someone whispered, "She is not afraid of him? The Demon King's whole body carries the lust-curse. Any woman who gets too close starts collapsing within three seconds. Why is she fine?"